Ab baki tumhare upar hai….Phir usne tshirt upar kari kandhe tak… aur boxer bhi thoda sa neeche khiska diya… aur lagane lagi….. 1-2 baar mere m...h se aah nikal gayi.. Toh puchi kya hua.. Maine kaha acha lag raha hai bahot…..Boli araam mila kya ? Maine kaha araam toh pata nahi but galat mat samajhna mai bhi aadmi hu itne din ke baad aurat ka haath laga hai toh thoda acha laga… who hasne lagi… mujhe feeling aane lagi ki chutti waste nahi hogi… ;) phir usne kaafi der kareeb 15 min maalish kari... ’ While she loaded her latest remix of Skinny Puppy’s ‘Smothered Hope’, he gawked at the wall of blinking LEDs where her server rack stood. ‘I know you’ve heard Iteration Zero,’ she said, ‘That’s the original piece. Here’s iterations zero through three layered. If you listen, you can hear the curve…’ Chryse looked amused, and explained that he wasn’t even sure what the fractal curve looked like on paper, never mind in music. She began to draw on the desk, while explaining in detail the theory. Listening to him say it to me, sort off blew me away. It was as if sex talk were a glue, and I could myself bonding to him, though the truth was much deeper than that, I was a sex addict, and he was supposed to be my ther****t.My periods were heavy and they left me almost anaemic, ending with me seeing my local GP and an intrusive examination. Because of the embarrassing situation I explained to him my parents did not know I was doing this, I wanted to keep it quiet, which opened the door to. Within half an hour my fear comestrue, two men came near us and started teasing us, I was in fear but stilljyoti unaware of other men she wanted me to fuck. Seeing that they thought weare not husband wife. Then both started touching her body, by then she stoppedand wants to wear her clothes, but they took her cloths and teasing both of us.One of the removed knife from pocket and told me to sit quite, one man broughtauto there.They are auto rickshaw drivers,and they come for drinks and party,.